The Crow’s Bride

On a long night, a child was born. The child was born without color.

In the night, he was stripped of all color and thrown into the world. The child cried bitterly at the cruel reality. But someone else shuddered with joy.

“You are born. My bride.”

I’ll give you everything.

So come, my bride. Come under my wings.

The time that was frozen begins to flow at last.

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